Letters To The Editor


Remembering Sept. 11

September 11, 2002

John Milton Wesley's fiancee, Sarah Clark, died on Flight 93. A Columbia resident, he works for the Baltimore housing department. He wrote:

ON SEPT. 11, 2001, at 9:43 a.m., my life and those of many other Americans changed.

The "nether world" of hatred, religion, violence, ancient evil, vengeance, greed, domination, tyranny, torture, money, power, prejudice and "petty tyrants" visited our homes.

Our homes were invaded, and people we love dearly were taken away.

The entire incident took less time than a transaction at an ATM machine. When it was over, we were left to sift through the ashes and search for what was left of our loved ones, left among the ashes of murderers and thieves.

Left behind was a lifetime of memories filled with getting to know the people we loved, their "blues and jubilees," their comings and goings, their dreams for the future and their coming of age.

Ahead of us is "forever," or the "forever" we will experience until either we suffer a similar fate or drift peacefully away as we sleep.

This is no ordinary tragedy. This dagger has many points. It pierced the vessels of many hearts, and those who remain will feel this hemorrhage until their hearts no longer beat.

Despite our pain, this tragedy is not ours alone. We do not own it, although it is headquartered in our hearts. We share it with our families, our friends and neighbors here in America and on continents far and wide.

This pain speaks a universal language, its face is multicultural and its throb is omnipresent. Still, out of this pain comes the greatest opportunity for the triumph of the human spirit.

To survive individually and collectively, we must drink from the cup of forgiveness and strive to become "instruments of peace." This is our only hope.

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